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Carver was still pounding uselessly on the door an hour or more later.
There was no way to go around the castle--from the outside, there was only the single bridge leading up to the door. Everything fell away into an impossibly dark chasm beyond that. And he was certainly not heading out into that strange, flickering darkness at the other end of the bridge.
So. He had to get the huge doors to open. But even though he was strong--and willing to yell at the top of his lungs as he pounded away--he was only one man. There was no way he was getting it open on his own, even if it was by chance unlocked.
He could scale the wall, he supposed, staring up at its face with a scowl. Likely he'd fall to his death, but maybe he'd get lucky...
There was no way to go around the castle--from the outside, there was only the single bridge leading up to the door. Everything fell away into an impossibly dark chasm beyond that. And he was certainly not heading out into that strange, flickering darkness at the other end of the bridge.
So. He had to get the huge doors to open. But even though he was strong--and willing to yell at the top of his lungs as he pounded away--he was only one man. There was no way he was getting it open on his own, even if it was by chance unlocked.
He could scale the wall, he supposed, staring up at its face with a scowl. Likely he'd fall to his death, but maybe he'd get lucky...
